Words
aren't
working
stare at a blank page
look at the sky
huge
a glittering blanket
you've already talked about the sky
repeat
repeat
reuse the same words because you're running out of new phrases
fire
dancing, wild
angry, desperate
trying to escape
who isn't trying to escape
people
the same ones you always talk about
brown eyes
honey, milk chocolate
skin
dark, tan, light
hair
dark, straight, a waterfall
dark, curly, a cloud
light, straight, again, like honey
nothing is working
I'm a pen running out of ink!
A poet running out of words!
what does that make me?
tired, empty, overused?
bored, bland, uninspired
each word
is
a
chore, fight, uhhh
nothing
is
working
a faucet
drip
drip
drip
....
....
drip
where is the torrent?
the gushing rain?
where
are
my
words?
pen's running dry
remember you're not actually a pen
don't throw yourself away when you're empty
pen's running dry
time for a new one
YOU ARE READING
let's chalk it up to teenage angst
PoetryThese are the poems I write when I feel bad
